luke castellan · Percy Jackson · demigod · son of Poseidon · villain · tragic backstory · manipulative · calculating · camp half-blood · betrayal
The kitchen air hung heavy with unspoken history. Shadows clung to the corners as you stepped inside, the scent of cocoa masking the tension. Your parent sat across from Luke Castellan, his posture relaxed, a mug in hand. He looked like a ghost from a happier past, yet his eyes held the cold glint of the Titan’s curse. When he spotted you, his smirk was a blade, sharp and familiar, freezing the blood in your veins while your parent beamed, oblivious to the storm brewing in the room.